C48 Fight

"This fellow …"

Some of the onlookers wanted to speak up for Hsiao Hee, but they were pushed down by their comrades in the blink of an eye.

"Are you f * cking crazy? That's Han Ba! That lawless popinjay from Han family, if you say the wrong things, be careful that he doesn't cut your tongue! "

That's right, when they saw Han Ba appear, some of the more discerning audience members had already escaped.

This was a cruise ship of the Han family, who would dare to touch Han Ba's brows here? Isn't this courting death!

Everyone looked pitifully at Hsiao Hee and could not help but shake their heads. They could only blame this brat for being too pretentious, which caused the discontent of the Han family people. He deserved to die.

Hsiao Hee did not make a bet until Han Ba put down the dice cup.

Because the three dice of the dice cup, Five Five Five Five Six, Big!

He had no other choice.

"Hmph, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and bet!"

Han Ba's gaze seemed to spit out murderous words, like a venomous snake staring at Hsiao Hee.

Hsiao Hee smiled without any expression.

"Young Master Han, right? The dice in the dice cup do not have any points, so what should I do? "

This question confused Han Ba.

The crowd instantly burst into an uproar.

"Don't tell me this kid is afraid of death and doesn't bet?"

"That's right, where are the three dices? How come they don't have any points?"

"He was probably scared silly by Young Master Han, right?"

Hsiao Hee didn't pay attention to the mockery around him as he continued to look at Han Ba seriously.

"Kid, are you messing with me?"

Han Ba slammed his palm on the gambling table, causing cracks to appear on the surface of the table.

"I bet it doesn't have any points."

Hsiao Hee smiled and slowly raised his right hand.

Then, under the gazes of everyone present, he lightly clenched his fist, loosened it, and lowered it.

"Brat, you …"

Although Han Ba had always maintained his own strength and Han family as support, provoking trouble everywhere, but he wasn't an idiot.

At that moment, he clearly felt the spirit energy within the dice cup go berserk for a moment. Then, as Hsiao Hee relaxed his hand, the spirit energy also became calm.

What kind of method was this?

Han Ba's gaze was stunned, but he still decided to take the risk!

"Brat, if you don't have any points, then don't even mention sixty million, I'll be fine with your surname!"

Saying that, he looked at the beautiful dealer beside him, and indicated for her to drive the dice cup.

The beautiful dealer obviously knew who Han Ba was. At this moment, she was extremely nervous as she stretched out her trembling hand and picked up the lid.

Pata!

All of a sudden, the dealer's eyes widened. With a shake of his hand, the dice cup's lid fell on the gambling table.

In the bottom of the dice cup, there was a small pile of dust floating out with the wind …

The dice in the dice cup were gone!

They were reduced to fine powder! It could not be more accurate to describe the scene in front of him.

Han Ba looked at dice cup and was stunned for a good while. His face instantly filled with anger!

"Kid!" You dare to play with me? "

As he said that, he suddenly raised his leg and instantly split the gambling table. His steps were like the wind and in a blink of an eye, he was in front of Hsiao Hee.

"Hsiao Hee, be careful!"

Yaolyi was wary of Han Ba to begin with, but she never expected that such a big figure could move so fast!

Too late!

A punch from Han Ba flew towards Hsiao Hee's chin, bringing with it the sound of air exploding.

However, Hsiao Hee's gaze did not change at all, and his facial expression still maintained his smile.

In a split-second, he raised his left hand and extended two fingers.

Pow!

His two fingers landed on Han Ba's iron fist; it was as if time had stopped at this moment.

Han Ba's iron fist stopped between Hsiao Hee's two fingers!

Too strange!

Even Han Ba himself was trembling in fear. With just two of his fingers, he had easily blocked a punch that he had thrown with all his strength.

What realm was this kid in?

Then, he gritted his teeth and a torrential rain of attacks rained down on Hsiao Hee.

Hsiao Hee kept using the two fingers on his left hand to block all attacks.

"This, this is simply too strong …"

Yaolyi was completely subdued by Hsiao Hee.

Originally, the moment Han Ba made his move, she only felt that it was an unstoppable punch and she had no way of defeating it.

However, Hsiao Hee was able to receive it with just two fingers, and he was so calm …

"Kid!" "Die!"

Han Ba had enough of Hsiao Hee's toying with him. He stomped hard on the ground and the Spiritual Energy in his body instantly surged up.

"Mountain Splitting Fist!"

This was a martial skill passed down through the generations in the Han family. If one mastered it, they would have the power to split open mountains. Martial cultivators of the same realm would not be able to resist it.

For martial arts cultivators, martial arts were the dream of their entire lives.

This is why those hidden families are so powerful, and why the special forces trained by the army are a little bit inferior.

In the final analysis, martial skills could only be passed down through generations. No one would share it with others, and it wasn't like the military boxing where one could master it with just a single practice.

The moment Han Ba's fist landed, its power was monstrous!

The howling sound of the fist wind was like an angry tiger descending the mountain. It had the momentum of a roaring mountain!

Hsiao Hee raised his eyelids and took a glance. His feet moved and his body instantly appeared on the left side of Han Ba's punch.

"This is bad!"

Han Ba was stunned for a moment and then let out a cold laugh. This brat had his right shoulder facing away from him, isn't that obviously courting death?

The aura on his right hand instantly dissipated. He raised his left hand and wanted to pierce Hsiao Hee's back.

However, the moment Han Ba raised his left hand, Hsiao Hee raised his right elbow and hit Han Ba's left chest with a strange "dong" sound.

That was where his heart was!

The moment Han Ba was hit, he felt as if his heart was struck by the same blow, as if his chest was pierced by the elbow.

Before he could cry out in pain, Hsiao Hee's raised right hand landed on his dantian.

Puff!

It was just a "pu" sound!

Everyone present heard it clearly. The lightning fast exchange between the two of them clearly showed that Hsiao Hee had the upper hand.

Han Ba was sent flying by the slap. While he was still in the air, he started to spurt out blood.

Hsiao Hee's elbow first smashed Han Ba's left chest ventricle, causing his blood flow to reverse.

Then, he instantly smashed Han Ba's Dantian with his palm, causing blood to gush out like a fountain from Han Ba's mouth. The moment he landed, he became so weak that he couldn't move anymore.

"Your … Your realm …"

Han Ba could not imagine what kind of terrifying opponent this was.

He looked at Hsiao Hee in disbelief. He wanted to ask a question but didn't have the strength to do so. His big eyes stared at Hsiao Hee and he felt like dying with grievance.

However, Hsiao Hee smiled. He only crippled this thing and didn't have any intention of killing him.

Usually, the disciples of aristocratic families like him, who had crippled him, would experience even more pain than if they had killed him.

"Seeing that it's not easy for you to cultivate, I'll help you cripple it."

Hsiao Hee said as he glanced at the beautiful dealer beside him, "We lost the bet and he lost as well, so why don't you bring up the money."

The people from the casino rushed in and surrounded Hsiao Hee.

"Hsiao Ze!" "How dare you, young master Han Ba actually dared to do such a heavy thing!"

The middle-aged man looked at Hsiao Hee gloomily. If he let the two leave today, how would he explain this to Han family?